The young master returned to the guest room, took out his laptop, and wrote a detailed analysis report based on what he had seen and heard today combined with a bunch of investigation data. By the ti he finished, the clock on the wall showed it was past eleven.
After sending the analysis report to his brother’s email, the young master casually put the laptop on the bed and went into the bathroom with his clothes.
Having been busy all day, the young master stood under the shower with his face slightly upturned and eyes closed. The warm water slid from his face to his neck and then down his firm chest.
Zhu Family?
The young master’s mind flashed such words.
For a mont, he really wanted to know if that girl Zhu Qianyu was indeed the child of the Zhu Family as Brother Wang said.
Of course, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to find out the exact answer.
But he quickly dismissed this most convenient approach.
Of course, as long as he didn’t say anything, she would never know that he had investigated her background.
But rather than probing by crossing her bottom line, he preferred to slowly understand her through contact.
Forget it, let it be.
The young master quickly reasoned it out and ca out of the bathroom feeling refreshed, sat cross-legged on the bed, and prepared to play a ga for a while before going to sleep.
Before entering the ga, he saw an email alert for new mail. Thinking it was a reply from Ji Dabao, he opened it, only to find it was an assignnt sent to his private email by an R University student.
He wasn’t sleepy yet, so he simply opened up the assignnt to grade it.
After grading, he casually replied to it.
After replying, he realized the email address seed familiar, as if it belonged to Fang Ziqing?
He opened the student information that Xian Bo sent to him to confirm his suspicion.
Last ti when grading, he didn’t pay much attention to her na. At that ti, he was thinking that this student might be soone who joked around all day without doing anything serious, lacking basic knowledge or even a foundation at all. After grading, he wrote two big words at the end: Redo!
She is Zhu Qianyu’s good friend, right? How can she be so different from Zhu Qianyu?
Little Treasure shook his head silently, unable to understand how these two seemingly completely different personalities could end up together.
anwhile, in R City, after receiving his reply, Fang Ziqing took a full screenshot of the corrected assignnt and sent it to Zhu Qianyu on QQ.
"Little Bamboo, did you see that? I told you, even if I redo it, he would still ask to do it again!"
The face of Zhu Qianyu on the screen bore a smile, "You didn’t redo it according to his requirents at all. If it were , I’d ask you to redo it too."
Fang Ziqing pouted and murmured, "Does he have to be so serious? This is just an elective course. If a professional course teacher was as strict as he is, I’d really consider dropping out."
"Zi Qing, you don’t appreciate what you have! The teacher is strict for our own good. Otherwise, he would just give you a good grade without even looking at it, and that would harm you, wouldn’t it?"
Recently, Zhu Qianyu had heard a lot of complaints from other students about this substitute teacher. Despite his handso looks and equally humorous and approachable manner in class, they didn’t expect such rigorous standards for assignnts.
Having heard similar complaints often, Zhu Qianyu thought to herself, although this man might be quite a scumbag in his private life, at least he’s very serious and dedicated in his work. Even if it’s just a part-ti job, he doesn’t slack off at all.
...
The two t again in class two days later.
This ti, Zhu Qianyu didn’t sit in the first row as usual but moved to the last row.
The young master stood on the podium, and his gaze imdiately caught the girl with the fresh short hair in the last row.
"Classmates, did you miss ?"
The smiling young master began with such a teasing remark, which, as he expected, imdiately elicited a chorus of boos from the class.
Zhu Qianyu couldn’t help but smile. She thought that most people here, like Fang Ziqing, were initially infatuated with the "handso teacher" on the podium, only to co crashing down when receiving his assignnt corrections.
"Mr. Ji, you’re just a handso devil in disguise!"
Soone loudly accused Mr. Handso Ji, and the young master smiled and shrugged, "I thought you would fall uncontrollably in love with after seeing how ticulously I graded your assignnts! I was worried about how to decline so many admirers, but now it seems I overthought it?"
"Yes, you overthought it!" a chorus of voices echoed in the classroom.
The young master laughed even more happily, his black bright eyes curved like crescent moons as he scanned the students below the podium, taking a long breath, "Oh... then I’m relieved!"
Zhu Qianyu’s probing gaze crossed the long distance to look at the man on the podium, and inexplicably, she suddenly felt an irritation.
Why does a big man have to smile so handsoly?
Coming to be a substitute teacher, why does he have to spread his charm everywhere?
"Regarding the assignnt from last class, a few students did exceptionally well. It’s obvious these students have a solid foundation. In the future, if you have any questions, you might try asking them for help."
The young master then read out a few nas, including Zhu Qianyu’s.
Despite her irritation, Zhu Qianyu listened very attentively to the following class.
She was a person with very strong self-control, never allowing external factors to influence her studies.
Although this foreign language subject seed unimportant to others, to her, the more she understood, the greater her chance of escaping from the cage.
"Zhu Qianyu!"
Towards the end of the class, the substitute teacher suddenly called her na from the podium.
"Present!"
Zhu Qianyu stood up abruptly, her gaze eting the two intense ones staring at her from the podium.
"I have so materials related to your major, which I have just sent to your email. If any other students are interested or need them, they can ask Zhu Qianyu. I hope it can help you all."
Zhu Qianyu was stunned for a mont until Fang Ziqing beside her nudged her. She woke up as if from a dream, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Ji."
Ji Huan smiled and said no more, only waving to signal that the class was over.
The students began to pack up their things, and a few with books gathered around the podium, but before they could speak, two male students with basketballs rushed to the podium.
"Mr. Ji, we’re going to play basketball, are you interested in joining us!"
Ji Huan looked at the few book-holding students, then at the two boys half a head shorter than him. Just as he was hesitating, he caught sight of Zhu Qianyu in the front row looking at him, and he made a decision without thinking.
"Sure, if the students are willing to co to the court to cheer as my cheerleaders!"
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